Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Thousands of snowflakes, suspended in the air, are like sharp knives, emitting endless killing intent.

Leng Ming opened his lips and said, "Snow - Burial!"

Instantly, the snowflakes were as sharp as blades, all flying towards Zihu, strangling his last chance of life.

Zihu's hoarse and urgent voice resounded throughout Xianzhou Mountain: "Master, save me, Master, save me..."

Leng Ming frowned slightly, and he clenched his five fingers fiercely. A huge airflow accompanied by snowflakes filled the sky, shattering the purple fox into ashes.

The blood-stained snowflakes drifted quietly onto the snow with the cold wind and were soon covered by the white snow.

The flute was destroyed.

Purple Fox died,

The hidden stakes are destroyed.

The Xianzhou Mountain, which was originally covered in white, was dyed red by blood. The whole mountain was filled with a bloody aura. After being covered with snow for several days and nights, the bloody aura finally dissipated a little.

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General House

Yang Susu seemed to be in a daze and had a long dream. In the dream, she was shivering and hiding in a tree hole, looking outside in horror. There were broken limbs and corpses everywhere. Everywhere she looked, there was blood red. The white figure was bleeding under the bright full moon. His face was blurred, but she could see clearly. His eyes were scarlet, and black air was wrapped around his body. The butcher took out a person's heart and held it in his hand.

"what……"

Yang Susu sat up suddenly in shock, covering her chest with her hands, gasping for breath.

Who is that person?

She had seen all kinds of bloody and cruel scenes, but why did her heart ache so much when she saw that man slaughtering people?

Why did she have such a nightmare?

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Wangyou hurriedly pushed the door open, his narrow eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Yang Susu took a deep breath, looking at everything familiar in the room, her clean white undershirt, and her warm blankets. She was surprised that she had returned to the general's mansion.

She looked up at Wangyou and said softly, "It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Wangyou had tears in her eyes and lowered her head: "Miss, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone. It's all my fault that you're so badly injured."

"Nonsense, if it weren't for that bastard Zihu, I would have escaped long ago. Wangyou, are you injured?"

"I ran all the way with Mo Shi on my back, but I didn't expect Su Ju to catch up with me soon. I didn't want to waste time with her, so I spilled the poison that the young lady gave me. I don't know if she was poisoned or not, but she didn't catch up with me later. I ran all the way without slacking off for a moment, and went straight to Prince Ming's Palace with Mo Shi on my back."

She asked inquiringly: "You went to the Ming Wang Mansion. Is the Ming Wang in the mansion?"

Wangyou shook her head and said, "When I arrived at Prince Ming's mansion, Li Bo told me that Prince Ming was not feeling well again and had already taken medicine and rested. However, Qingzhou took people to rescue the young lady."

Yang Susu raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

The man in black appeared in Yang Susu's mind. Zihu called him Leng Ming, who had a half-faced demon and could turn his phantom energy into silk. He was the owner of Wuying Building.

But those eyes, that faint medicinal scent, that familiar feeling, all told me all the time that he was him.

Thinking of her nestling in his arms, his face couldn't help but blush.

"The sickly prince of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Leng Ming, the owner of Wuying Tower."

She frowned slightly and murmured: "Cold poison is most afraid of cold air entering the body, how can he climb Xianzhou Mountain!"